Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 115 of 214
And yet this shabby outfit had been built up by the underworld into something legendary, as though it were some formidable organization. Then again, no wonder—after all, assassination was not the same as the underworld. These people of the underworld had never had any deep contact with the assassin trade, so an outfit like the Eagle Eye Group seemed remarkable enough to them.
Hearing Fang Tian's explanation, Yang Ce set his mind at ease. Even if the Eagle Eye Group came knocking, it was not as though he could not handle them.
He had already learned from Zhao Ying that Chen Shutang was no longer angry with him, so Yang Ce decided to give her a surprise.
Downstairs from Chen Shutang's building, Yang Ce gave her a call.
"Yang Ce?" Seeing the caller ID on her phone, Chen Shutang could not help but brighten. "You're back?"
"Mm, I'm back." Yang Ce smiled. "Still angry?"
"I wasn't angry in the first place," Chen Shutang said, stubbornly refusing to admit it.
"Not angry? Then what was that the other day—turning on your heel and storming off, and scolding Sister Ying too?" Yang Ce asked with a laugh.
"That wasn't my fault either—who told you to come at me like that?" A little embarrassed, Chen Shutang deliberately changed the subject. "Where are you?"
"Downstairs from your place," Yang Ce said, feigning indifference.
"Then why didn't you say so earlier? Wait there, I'm coming down now." Chen Shutang complained with a touch of reproach, then hung up in a hurry.
Yang Ce smiled. Chen Shutang's temper had, without her even noticing, changed somewhat too.
Before long, a light, nimble figure came running toward the gate of the residential compound. Yang Ce got out of the car and waved to Chen Shutang.
Catching sight of Yang Ce, Chen Shutang at once quickened her pace.
"Little vinegar pot, did you miss me?" Yang Ce lifted Chen Shutang in his arms, spun her once in the air, and only then set her down.
"I did—wait, who's a little vinegar pot?" Chen Shutang had not minded at first, but on second thought something was off. How had she become a little vinegar pot?
"If you hadn't flown off the handle without rhyme or reason, would I call you that? Regretting it now, aren't you?" Yang Ce tapped her forehead with his finger.
"I already apologized to Sister Ying," Chen Shutang said, lowering her head in embarrassment.
"And what about me?" Yang Ce was clearly not about to let Chen Shutang off so easily.
"You? What about you?" Chen Shutang said, a little coyly.
"All right then. Since that's how it is—you've misunderstood me twice now—you won't object if I bring another girl back, will you?" Yang Ce looked at Chen Shutang with a half-smile.
"Hah! You wouldn't dare!" The moment Chen Shutang heard Yang Cenbin's words, she would have none of it.
"What's there to not dare? Didn't you already agree?" Yang Hengye asked.
"When did I ever agree to that?" Chen Shutang said, baffled.
"Didn't you say you agreed to my finding Shu Ya?" Yang Yanchuan said.
"Shu Ya? You've seen Shu Ya?" After asking this, Chen Shutang shook her head before he could even answer. "Impossible. You're just bragging."
"Believe it or not." Yang Ce chuckled. "But don't come crying to me later."
"Fine then—when have I ever gone back on my word?" Chen Shutang simply refused to believe Yang Ce could have anything to do with Shu Ya. Yang Cenbin had gone abroad this time, not to Hong Kong—how could he possibly have run into Shu Ya?
"Let's find a coffee shop or somewhere to sit. It's freezing out—we can't just stand here talking forever," Yang Ce suggested.
"Let's go. I know a nice cold-drinks shop nearby," Chen Shutang suggested.
"No way—cold drinks? It's winter, for heaven's sake!" Yang Puqi was astonished.
"Who ever said a cold-drinks shop only sells cold drinks?" Chen Shutang laughed. "By your logic, they'd have to shut down for the winter, wouldn't they?"